Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

Hexi Corridor, small base.

"Based on our current calculations, we still need a lot of resources to build the first generation of digital computers!"

Ye Qisun held a hand-drawn blueprint and pointed at the densely packed parts in the laboratory while lecturing.

"According to calculations, this computer is 30.48 meters long, 6 meters wide, 2.4 meters high, covers an area of ​​about 170 square meters, and weighs more than 30 tons."

"It also requires 30 operating tables and vacuum tubes."

"Seven thousand two hundred diodes, fifteen hundred relays, seventy thousand resistors, ten thousand capacitors, fifteen hundred relays, and more than six thousand switches."

"Finally, to start such a big thing, we have to build an effective transmission system."

"The electricity generated by today's engines is not enough to start this big thing."

"Okay, I get it. I will increase my investment in semiconductors."

"We will also provide you with the materials as soon as possible. As for electricity, we can just build a small thermal power plant here."

Zhao Tianyang rubbed his head with a headache: "It's getting late, let's have lunch first!"

"Row."

Ye Qisun looked at Zhao Tianyang, who looked uncomfortable, and nodded with a smile.

In the cafeteria, looking at the steamed buns and fried cabbage with oil residue in front of him, Zhao Tianyang looked at Ye Qisun.

"Why is the food so different? I remember the last time I came here, I had steamed buns, fried potatoes with meat, and egg drop soup!"

"no way."

Ye Qisun ate a mouthful of steamed bread and explained, "Old Sun, who delivered the food, said that all units must reduce their food rations to support the disaster victims."

"We are a scientific research unit, so our salaries haven't dropped much. I heard that those administrative units can only eat steamed bread and drink corn paste now."

"That's it!"

Zhao Tianyang understood. It seemed that they were preparing for the next wave of disaster victims.

Chuiyang County, Duanlutou Town.

Long lines of carts loaded with grain were being transported into the town.

"Remember, when the food is delivered, the village cadres will bring their guerrillas to me to collect the food."

In the center of the town, a political officer stood on a high platform and spoke loudly to the village heads of the organized villages in Lutou Town below.

“If there are any sick people in the village, they must be reported. The patients must be arranged centrally and we will arrange for doctors to come to your village to treat them.”

"Secretary Liu, when will the food be distributed?"

At this time, an impatient village chief shouted: "Our village has been out of food for three days. If we don't send food back, I'm afraid people will die!"

"Yes! Yes! Our village has been out of food for two days."

"It's been three days in our village."

"Don't be anxious, everyone!"

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Secretary Liu quickly picked up a gong and drum and started beating it. After everyone had quieted down, he continued preaching.

"I know everyone is anxious, but we have to wait until the food arrives and is counted before we can distribute it uniformly."

"Don't worry, the central government has sent us a total of 30 tons of food this time, which is enough for everyone to eat!"

Although they did not quite understand how much thirty tons was, these educated village heads understood that the government was not short of food, and they immediately waited quietly.

"Hu~~"

Secretary Liu breathed a sigh of relief and said to his companion beside him: "Hurry up and start counting. Once the count is done, we can distribute it one by one according to the disaster situation in each village!"

...........

Liao County (Zuoquan County) was located in the Shanxi-Hebei-Shandong-Henan Border Region Government.

"Based on the disaster situation, the only people in Shanxi who have no ability to save themselves are Nangong, Chuiyang and Longping counties, with a total of 324 villages and people."

Vice Chairman Rong Wusheng held a report and spoke to everyone in the conference room.

"However, it is worth noting that as the drought worsens, epidemics of varying scales have occurred in various places, but we do not have enough medicines and doctors!"

"This time, Shanxi, our border region of Shanxi, was hit the hardest. We must all work together to overcome the difficulties. I will report the problems with food, medicine, and doctors to the higher-ups."

After Rong Wusheng finished speaking and sat down, Yang Xiufeng, chairman of the border region government, stood up and added.

"Everyone must remember that the more difficult the times, the more we Communist Party members need to set an example."

"Although the 30 tons of food shipped in advance this time is far from enough, we still need to do a good job of comforting people."

"Also, we need to be alert to the possibility that some people will take advantage of the situation to do bad things, especially selling children. Such things are absolutely not allowed to happen."

"Okay, let's adjourn the meeting!"

Yan'an.

"Commander, a telegram has arrived from the Shanxi-Hebei-Shandong-Henan Border Region Government."

A communications soldier came up to the elegant man with a telegram.

"Show me quickly!"

The elegant man took the telegram and looked at it, then asked the secretary beside him, "Xiao Wang, how much grain have we transported to Yan'an now?"

"Reporting to the commander, the total is 4520 tons."

Xiao Wang took out the document, looked at it, and replied, "Mostly sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes, and soybeans."

"Commander Liu of the Farm Reclamation Corps said they still have 200 million tons of grain in their warehouses."

"But because there are not many long-distance transport tools, it will take another two months to transport the grain to Yan'an."

Hearing this, the elegant man frowned and said, "Two months, the victims can't wait."

"Then you go send a telegram to Minister Zhao and Commander Wang."

"Just say what I said. Ask them to mobilize all airships and planes to Xinjiang and the Hexi Corridor to transport food."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Soon with the help of airships and transport planes, the journey that would have taken several months was compressed into a week.

On the second day, thirty airships flew to Liao County.

"Oh, I didn't expect the central government to be so quick. The food was delivered just after the report was submitted."

Looking at the food being carried down from the airship, Yang Xiufeng excitedly held Secretary Xiao Wang's hand and thanked him repeatedly.

"Chairman Yang, don't get excited!"

Secretary Xiao Wang first said something to comfort him, and then explained: "From now on, thirty airships will bring food here every day, thirty tons at a time, until the disaster is over."

"Great!"

Yang Xiufeng said excitedly: "I was originally worried that the mountains were high and the roads were long, and that the food could not be transported. I didn't expect that my worries were in vain."

"Haha, this time I came here not only to transport food, but the commander also wants me to know how much medicine and doctors your border area lacks?"

Secretary Xiao Wang asked with a faint smile.

"We are currently collecting statistics and will have results soon."

Yang Xiufeng glanced at the airship and hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Um, Secretary Wang has something to say, but I don't know if I should say it or not?"

"Tell me, I'm here to help you solve your problem!"

Secretary Xiao Wang said generously.

"Is such that."

Yang Xiufeng pointed to the dry land and said, "You know, it hasn't rained here for a long time."

"But we can't delay the spring ploughing. See if you can get us a few airships to transport some water from the Yellow River."

"Sigh~~"

Secretary Wang was shocked by Yang Xiufeng's imagination, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed feasible.

"I can ask for you, but I don't know if it will work."